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Wednesday, July 07, 2010

"No One Can Save Me, The Damage Is Done"

Who DOESN'T like waking up to Bon Jovi?

I have more to say on the subject, but heyguesswhat. I turned 35 on the 4th of July. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME. Also? THIRTY-FIVE*. This is sort of a little bit amazing because I wasn't yet 30 when I started this blog.

Anyway. I basically spent the entire weekend enjoying fine food and then fine tacos, beer, cupcakes, wine, hot dogs and quite possibly some sour cream and onion potato chips. Because there was my birthday and a giant party that lasted sort of three days and Ish's family got me an iPad and what's not to celebrate?

Oh, well, two things, actually.

One: Eve woke up at 3:15 a.m. on Friday with a fever. She's never really been sick before, and when she was a blotchy, feverish mess in the middle of the night -- the night before we were to have a house full of people, naturally -- I was at a loss. What do you do? By 3:45 I was ready to send emails to everyone and say DO NOT COME TO OUR PLAGUED HOUSE, but Ish talked me off the ledge. Eve was cool and sleeping soundly 15 minutes after administering baby medicine and then by the time she woke up and the sun was shining (at all of 6 a.m.) I decided simply to email all guests who had children and warn them about the fevery baby.

Eve managed to enjoy herself over the weekend despite not feeling so great. But awwww. :(

Two: At some point on Saturday night? Sunday night? I decided to bust out some dance moves, including the Cabbage Patch. Which is how I pulled a muscle in my leg, quite dramatically. I spent the rest of the weekend hobbling.

Thus. I'm blogging this morning because, with all the salt, booze and carbs I injested over the weekend without exercising and with a noticeable Cabbage-Patch hobble, I managed to gain about six pounds.

Yeah. So we'll just call it a setback. Bon Jovi style.

P.S. I have never, ever, ever, ever, ever admitted online anywhere what I actually weigh. Do you care? Is this something that matters to you?

*I had to write it out there in order to make the ALL CAPS work. Otherwise all-capping "35" just looks like "#%".

If you're so moved to share your scale number there's nothing wrong with that.

But I personally, do not need to know what you weigh in order to enjoy your blog, or to have a frame of reference when you talk about clothing or working out or how you perceive yourself. You've given enough information that any halfway astute person should have a fairly accurate picture in their head.

I'm sorry to hear you hurt yourself! I hope Eve is feeling much better and that you recover quickly. Happy birthday!

I don't think we need to know what you weigh. If you want to tell us, more power to you. If you don't, that's cool too. I'm in the process of losing weight myself and don't particularly feel the need to tell the world, but I applaud those who do!

Cheers and never mind the tiny setback. It will go away again. Parties are worth it.

I love reading your blog, and after gaining far too many pounds in the last year, I joined a weight loss program and I am sort of following along with you. I even downloaded the C25K app, unfortunately I washed my iPod touch in the washing machine and I haven't been able to use it! Regardless, the number you weigh doesn't matter to me, just that you're progressing! Congrats on the weight loss so far and birthday set backs don't count ;)

Sounds like a great birthday! I'm glad you had a great time. And there is absolutely no reason for you to share the number of the scale with us. We read your blog because we like what you have to say, not because of how big (or small) you are today.

I just recently admitted in my blog on a major weight loss online community how much I weigh (216, 5'7", 14W/16 Misses, if you care). I did it because I'm hoping to escape "fat mentality". Seeing it in writing - that I do NOT weigh 300+ - made a difference for me in believing in what I've accomplished.

Putting it out there, that's for you. It's not for us. Do it if it helps you in some way. Otherwise, really...your numbers are only really significant to you.

Like the others said, share if you want to, but it's cool if you don't. Plus, the scales don't tell the whole story anyway. I've been following an exercise program called "T-Tapp," which builds core muscle and people end up slimmer, trimmer, and sometimes heavier (but hey, if you look better, who cares what the scale says?).

If that "gain" is from salt and high-GI carbs, you'll lose it pretty quickly once you get back to eating the way you were.

Hey, happy birthday. Agreed, you will probably lose those 6 lbs in no time. And eating too much once in awhile (particularly in honor of one's 35th birthday) is totally normal and fun. I wonder if you would think about tweaking your regular diet to incorporate carbs? You might feel less likely to splurge if you are regularly giving yourself some of what you crave. I've come to realize that different diets work, and it doesn't matter so much what you eat (as long as it's relatively healthy), but that losing weight and keeping it off means learning to eat more healthy foods and also eat ALL the things you LOVE... in moderation. Of course, easier said than done. Just a thought! I myself can't imagine going without carbs for more than a day, so I'm impressed.

I want to know how much everyone weighs, because I am nosy like that. But I've literally never told a soul how much I weigh, so it would be totally understandable if you didn't feel like divulging.

On the six-pounds topic: I noticed the past week or two that it takes me a couple of days to recover from a night (or day!) of drinking. I decided it makes me retain water or something—especially the margaritas :)

I'm like Kate...I want to know how much everyone weighs. My favorite articles in the tabloids are: 1) what celebrities weigh, and 2)celebrities without makeup. So maybe a pic of you without makeup, too?

Happy Birthday! I only want to know what people weigh if I get their height along with it for a better reference. I am 5'9" and have never told my weight. I sort of cried the last time I saw it. Which is why I am joining you on the C25K! ANd wouldn't you know, there is going to be a 5K, two blocks from my home, on my 56th birthday! So I have 7 weeks to get there. Wish me luck, and I wish you the same, my blogger friend.

weight is so random.... sizes are too, really. its all about how you're packaged. I'm a size 14, but six feet tall. totally different than a size 14 on someone a foot shorter. likewise, my 180 pounds is totally different not only on my frame, but given my amount of activity and weight bearing exercises, its different than 180 pounds if I couldn't do 250 squats without being sore the next day (yeah, that's true). i'm more interested (for myself and your progress that you're so kind to share) in how you feel. things like "yay, i've noticed this roll is gone, i feel less winded, i don't miss bread...' etc. always good luck to you!

Happy Belated Birthday. My weight is treated like a national secret. Only shared between me, my doctor, my Jenny Craig consultant and god. Sad to admit but I am super sensitive about it. Hopefully one day I will get over it and myself but for now my lips are sealed.

Happy (belated) 35! My hubby turned that today, and I'm on my way next. :) I think its a great year.

Sorry about the gimp. I, too, have had many a celebratory cocktails, jumped into my Way-Back Machine and busted a move such as the Running Man, Cabbage Patch or, my favorite, the choreography from NKOTB's Hangin' Tough video. It never feels good the next day.

No worries on the numbers....if you're not ready to share it, you're not ready.